It would be a pity if it really entered the turbulence of time and space.

　　 The soul ladder and change path ladder are amazing. If they are taken out, the effect is much better than that of Moyin Mountain.

　　 I copy the origin of ten thousand ways, this is the great blessed land of ten thousand ways.

"By the way, Fellow Wushuang, how did your physical body recover?" Dong Sheng was a little curious. His physical body was strong enough. Although he was refined after becoming an emperor, he was not weak. The child can be resurrected.

　　 Wanyan also looked at Jian Wushuang, he was equally curious, but he was not as shameless as Dong Sheng to ask face to face, after all, everyone had their own secrets.

　　 Jian Wushuang didn't care about it. His enemies were never these people, there was nothing to hide, and it was not a secret opportunity.

　　 But this can be regarded as a small chassis of his, in fact, for his own strength, it is a little insignificant.

"My physical body was once refined in the Demon Sound Hall, but at that time, the Demon God General was not born, and some accidents occurred during the refining, which caused the flesh body to be mixed into the origin and the divine body, so that I did not have the flesh body. You can also recover out of thin air!" Jian Wushuang whispered, not caring about it.

　　The listener was extremely shocked!

　　 Dongsheng is also of the genre of the **** body, and his physical body is also of super quality, but he has not reached the level of nine refinements, and he was shocked when he heard it!

"Actually, it is amazing to be able to integrate into the origin and the divine body. The Qishen Temple is really extraordinary. I have never heard of this kind of refining method!" Dongsheng admired the emperor who followed the divine body route. Have a good impression.

　　 Especially Jian Wushuang, a practitioner who refines his body to such a powerful level.

　　 They all felt that Jian Wushuang was the emperor, and Jian Wushuang did not say anything. After all, if we go on, these two people will not admire him, but will be jealous of him.

　　 "Okay, let's get on the road first! Take a look at the second bridge, what tricks are we going to play again!"

　　 The two became three. Fortunately, there were no other weird things along the way.

　　 Gorefiend really scared them.

　　 went all the way to the end, after a month, finally saw a golden bridge.

　　 This time, under the bridge, it is not purgatory magma, but a mundane world.

　　 "Free at Golden Bridge!"

　　 is also written with a line of ancient characters.

　　 As for the top of the bridge, there is nothing.

　　 The more mediocre I look at, the more danger there is.

　　 This point, they all know that no one is a rookie, they are all powerhouses who have gone through endless years, and have never seen it in any world.

　　 "Go up!" Jian Wushuang said indifferently.

　　 There is nothing to say, just in front of my eyes, just see what can be researched, it is better to go up and try.

　　 Wanyan was also very courageous this time, and fell down and walked onto the Golden Bridge of Freedom.

　　 When he went up, Jian Wushuang and Dong Sheng behind found that after entering the bridge, the figure disappeared.

　　 This shows that Zizai Jinqiao is probably an independent space.

　　 Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, and walked up directly.

The moment 　　 entered, a warm feeling came, and the scene ahead was what purgatory, but a paradise on earth.

　　 The feeling of walking on this bridge is like descending on the world.

　　 Although there is a free golden bridge under my feet, my figure is in the mundane world under the bridge.

　　 All kinds of noises in my ears are endless. Jian Wushuang hasn't heard this sound for a long time. There are traffickers and pawns, luxurious and rich people, and there are exposed women in the brothel.

　　 Jian Wushuang stood among these people, as if no one could discover his existence.

　　 "What does this mean? Ordinary travel?" Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. If that was the case, it would be too old-fashioned, he would not eat this one at all.

　　 The status of the magic sound **** general, shouldn't make such a stretch of training!

　　 But he is here again.

　　 There must be something strange in this, Jian Wushuang thought of the experience of crossing the bridge the last time, it can be said to be twists and turns.

　　 The person who designed these three bridges is definitely a powerful person who likes to travel through the world.

　　 This test is not strength, but the power of the state of mind and soul.

　　 Jian Wushuang started to move forward, step by step.

　　 Entering it, he didn't feel strange.

　　 Soon he walked out of the Freedom Golden Bridge. He thought it was simple, but when he walked off the bridge, the scene around him began to become more real.

　　 And he himself began to change.

　　 Castle Peak, a fence alley in the west of the city.

　　 The current Jian Wushuang is a beggar, slipping a crooked stick in one hand and a broken bowl in the other.

　　 Obviously he walked out of the bridge, but did not reach the other shore, but fell into this mundane small city.

　　 He has been here for three days, and he hasn’t eaten for three days!

　　 Now he is like a mortal, not even as good as an ordinary mortal, he can't even beat the wild dogs in the alleys.

　　 Jian Wushuang completely regretted it, this was simply torturing.

　　 can't see the intention from the beginning.

　　 It was better when I passed the first bridge. It improved the soul a bit, but the improvement was really limited. It may be that he didn't like these after seeing the soul ladder.

　　 But what does this second bridge mean?

　　 Let him travel through the world?

　　 Then he threw his soul into a beggar and traveled fart!

　　 He can't stand it anymore.

Snapped!

　　 The only broken bowl left was also thrown by Jian Wushuang.

　　 In the alleys of the fence, people live in poverty. After seeing a beggar throwing a bowl in despair, he felt a little sympathetic.

"The shopkeeper, give him two steamed buns and put it on my account!" At a roadside stall, a middle-aged man with no patches on his clothes was sucking steaming haggis soup and waved to the stall owner. Give Jian Wushuang two buns.

　　 The owner of the stall was also a kind person. Not only did he give Jian Wushuang two steamed buns, he also handed them a bowl of hot soup.

　　 "It's better to die than to live, eat some, this winter will pass soon. UU看书www.uukanshu.com"

Snapped!

　　 Jian Wushuang pushed away the food handed by the opponent, and he tried to beat the opponent with his stick.

　　 "Go!"

Who is he?

　　He is the ultimate Daojun, the proud son of heaven, and the peerless Tianjiao who defeats the emperor with the talent of Daojun.

　　 Does he need to be pitiful by others?

　　 Today, he starved to death, and was frozen to death when he lay outside. He didn't need to be pitiful by others.

　　 "You!" The stall owner's expression sank. This is the first time he has seen this kind of beggar.

　　 Putting a hot face on a beggar’s cold ass, even if the stall owner is a living Buddha, he can’t do it.

　　 "Huh, I don't know what it is!"

　　 The stall owner walked into the house angrily, not talking about Jian Wushuang.

　　 The middle-aged man who sucked Haggis soup left some copper plates, and when he slowly got up and passed Jian Wushuang, he said: "Young man, it's not good to be impetuous!"

　　 Jian Wushuang sneered, laughing at the ignorance of these people, but the next words made him stunned.

　　 "You don't even have the courage to live in the mundane world, how come you are facing the universe!" The middle-aged man said faintly.

　　

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